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Jan 2013
Like many men in love with someone special.
Our purpose.
Our goal is loving her.

The unselfish kind knows her love is very special.
Any money we have left after the bills.
She can instantly have.
She doesn't have to request it.
It's our to share.

What's hers is mine?
What mine is hers?
People over look this part a lot in marriage.
They stuck upon the word mine.
Which divide many in the toughest of times.

Love is to be enjoyed.
Except, greed destroys many lovers.
The word one becomes just a sum of a number.

Like many men that takes marriage serious.
There's not an issue you can't solve.
When you slowly address the problems calmly.

Love is to be shared.
Except, many people think about others opinion.
When it doesn't involve them.

Love shouldn't fade away.
Simply, because you can't ALWAYS get your way.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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   The amateur poet
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